8ccs and a whole new world

Ahhhh ~ tight band = first time I've had to chew and pay attention.


So for the first time I got stuck.  wow ~ so thats what it feels like!  I was snacking after dinner on a veggie sausage and voila ~ no go! So now I know there is a different feeling of full that I need to pay attention to.  
I think I'm walking the line of being too tight / just right ~ its up to me to behave and see that I can work this out or maybe take .5 out.


I am taking a page from Dawnya this week and going to create a meal plan to make sure I am eating the right stuff and enough food to fuel my work outs. I have not been paying attention at all to what I am eating and have not been eating enough ~ I get really dizzy when I stand and had no mojo on my bike yesterday.  The good news is ... I've not been drinking wine all that much (cheezy weddings - don't count - how else am I supposed to dance)


Training has been going pretty good ~ trail running is slow going and terrifying at the same time.  Biking has been awesome ~ I have been trying to ride with the boys b/c they are fast and it forces me to ride outside of my comfort zone.  Unfortunately this also means that I have been crashing A LOT  ~ twice on Sunday and then yesterday as I was blasting downhill trying to make a sharp right I flew over the handlebars and landed on my shoulder.  It really hurts.  I'm hoping no major damage was done.


I didn't do an official weigh in this week ~ but I did see 166 on the scale...Will see if that holds on Monday.
Today ~ I'm using the rainy day to come up with a food plan that works for me and my new tight ass band.  The rest of the week looks like this:


Wed ~ rest day
Thur ~ 2 hrs MTB Rocky point ~ moguls/dirt park
Fri ~ Boot camp
Saturday ~ Trail run/Bike/Trail run
Sunday ~ MTB 2 hrs 

Week wrap up and some photos

So here are some fun facts after going to the Dr for a fill


1: I have 8ccs now...after the fill she said "be careful - it might be really tight"  It was all I could do not to say "that's what she said" ~ I'm so mature..
2.  She was right ~ my band is super tight ~ and I like it!
3. My fat % went from 49.6% pre-op to 36.4% ~ soo cool
4. Fat mass was 119.8 pounds and now its 62.2 pounds ~ really cool
5. BMI went from 40.1 to 28.8 yesterday! Whose yer daddy??  oh, I am!

Riding on the beach for a vista cruise ~ one of these days I'll get a full picture up

This week was pretty super. I'm getting back on track with life in general.

• Stayed off the wine 
• worked out a bunch 
• Decided to race Mountain Man in NJ on Oct 30th ~ peer pressure is a bitch and I really want another race sweatshirt.  This time I'm doing the run and bike (2mile run 10mile bike 2mile run)   I've been back in the woods trying my best to stay upright and not sprain my ankle again running
• I really like riding with boys and chasing them through the woods ~ small ego boost and tons of fun
• Last night I rode in the rain and then sun came out making the best double rainbow ever ~ I know it was Andrew  (crappy blackberry photo ~ but u get the idea)

That about sums it up ~ I have a pot luck dinner tonight with all my peeps ~ I'm bringing tofu/coconut rice

Lets hope I can get some solids in...

Monday (tuesday) Weigh in and Goals

Starting the accountability again..
Here goes...Weigh in 168 ~ 6.6 pounds loss since 9/12 ~ given the emotional roller coaster I've been on ...not too shabby.

1. 100 oz of h20 daily
2. Cook 2x this week ~ new recipes.
3. Work out 6 days ~
4. Find another race to do this year...(Schiff Scout Nov 6th)
5. Go for a Fill on Friday
6. Stay OFF the wine...

Exercise plan for the week:
Monday ~ night mountain biking...Went with the boys and rode hard ~ woo 2 the double hoo!!
Tuesday ~ run 5K ~ hills ~ done
Wednesday ~ Day off
Thurs ~ MTB
Friday ~ Boot Camp/run
Saturday ~ MTB afternoon
Sunday ~ MTB ~ Sunday mass with the real fast riders ~ see if I can hang on

Race Day

Pre- Race ~ me and Jeanine

Today was the Serpents Back race in honor of my friend Andrew. 2.5 Mile Trail Run, 12 Mile Bike 2.5 Mile Trail Run.
 
True to form ... I drank 1 too many bottles of wine last night at the pre-race party and felt like total Ass this morning.
Through the first climb in the "Valley of Death" my head was banging a la red wine, and my legs were groaning a la boot camp on Friday.   Then something happened, at the top of the climb I was actually feeling pretty good and starting to pass the guys.  After another mile I threw it in the big gear and let fly, picking off other riders along the way.  Total ego boost blasting past men while shouting woo hoo in my girlie pink top~!  

1 hour and 10(ish) minutes for the 12 mile bike portion of the race! Damn it feels good.  I didn't win anything today but am still on a high from passing the boys and actually realizing that I am pretty fast dammit!

 Today I felt Andrew with me ~ he would be carrying on about "fucking hammering it" or "Blasting past people" or "having lungs in your legs" and we would have ended the day with a beer at "the bloated tick" (our nick name for our imaginary bar).
Missing him today...big time.

Post race in our Serpents Back Race hoodies!

Angry Riding...

As you all may know I am all about MTB.  Lately I have been going through a tough patch and have been riding my bike ..er..um.. rather aggressively.  This is good and bad.  The good is that I'm faster than ever and dropping weight again.  The bad is that I'm taking a lot of risks and crashing more often.  

Now in the past when I would get angry or upset...the answer was always food until I felt sick.  Now it seems the only outlet I have is racing through the woods blindly until I feel totally spent and almost sick. 

This seems all well and good except that now when I drive...I am driving the car like I'm on the bike...

Super cool for rally racing...not so cool for driving around town....

For all those in the UK ~ I am the Stig...and yes that is on the Subaru.

  

The PLAN>>>

One day, one moment, one decision at a time...
Yesterday was a big day for two reasons...First it was my 9 year wedding anniversary with the the greatest man on the planet.  Second it was my six month anniversary with the greatest decision I ever made ~ my lap band.  How do I celebrate?


With Pizza, a brownie sundae and an attempt at fried oreos with nutella.....
It was one night ~ all decisions I made consciously, and fully aware that it was an "occasion".  The fried oreos were gross and  I only had 1 anyway.  This will not be the diving off point for an all out binge.  What am I going to do today to make sure that wont happen?


1.  Protein Shake and lots of water with chia seeds
  1a.  run with dogs on beach
2.  Veggies for lunch with beans
3.  Boot camp tonight 
4.  Dinner...to be determined...
5. Wine ~ 1 glass 


Every day is an opportunity to move forward....

Re-entry...

Trying to find normal.....Its been 3 weeks, 2 wakes, 1 funeral and 2 weeks in Ireland.  Not to mention countless bottles of wine and bottomless pints of Guinness.  You can read about why here.  He was the kindest, most genuine, and just the best.  We were a big family.  I can't even begin to go into the feelings, pain and what we have been through.  That's a whole other topic, blog and genre. 
So trying to move forward, and keeping with the weight loss and lap band theme here goes.


Stats ~ 6 months since surgery ~ down 71 pounds and wearing a size 12 


Ireland was the most magical, healing place.  I am not eloquent enough to describe the country and the people, I can just post some pictures and say that I have a whole new perspective on life ~ and the bullshit doesn't matter anymore.


We managed to run every day through the rain, sun, wild winds and rainbows ~ I drank all my calories and only ate bread ~ tofu is a myth over there ~ so are beans.


Back home and back on the bike I am prepping for the Serpents Back Dualthalon on Sunday ~ it is now in Andrew's honor ... I am only biking and have someone running for me ~ I just don't have it in me .. he was the one who taught me how to run the trails. He taught me so many things, biking and racing and compassion to name a few. 


So ~ as for the band ~ its tight.  My clothes look good and food is not the problem ~ its my heavy heart that is the problem.  I have been flirted with with, checked out and hit on over the past 3 weeks.  I have sat in an airplane seat with plenty of room around me.  None of it makes me feel joyful.  


Went to a TRX class last night and am sore as hell today ...its the first class I took indoors with mirrors all around the room ~ just cruel. 

These are my Jackie O Hangover/mourning glasses...they rocked.

Me and Andrew ~ miss you Ghosty...